Feeling like I belong in this room with this woman and this baby in a way that I have never belonged anywhere.
Overwhelmed.
Gratitude.
Happiness.
Love.
Afraid.
Love.
Sentimental.
B)
Dear sis.
I´ve got some great news for you, my wife has given birth to a beautiful baby boy. It took twenty-four hours so we are very tired, but he is healthy and that's all that matters. I am so overwhelmed by all this, and I can not wait for you to come and see him at the hospital, mum and dad have already been here. I gave dad the bottle of bourbon that we talked about, he didn’t say anything but he had a grin all over his face. You must promise me that you will come visit soon, we are all looking forward to seeing you again.
Love, your brother.
C)
An unforgettable experience I had with my mother.
In the summer of 2008, I came close to losing my mother. It gave me a huge shock and I will probably never forget the experience. I had just returned from a shopping trip in Lyngby. I had been out buying some things that could help my mother with her rheumatism. As soon as I got home, got my coat off and had put all the other things I’d bought away, I sat down and called my mother. She didn’t answer. I remember that I thought that it was strange because she usually answers straightaway, especially when it is one of her children that’s calling. I didn’t think too much more about it before later that night when my boyfriend and I were talking at home after dinner. Suddenly, the phone rang and I read "mum" on the display together with a close-up picture of her. Happy, I answered “Hi muuum!” but it was my father speaking. He sounded calm, but it was clear for me from his tone of voice that something was wrong. He seemed frightened or confused and I seemed to sense that he was trying not to worry me. He told me that my mother had been in an accident and that she was hospitalized at Herlev hospital. She had four broken ribs and a broken collar bone, fracture of her neck, a concussion and skull fractures. When I asked how it happened he told me most of all not to be worried. He doesn’t like talking on the phone, so he suggested that I should call my big sister [NAVN A]. So, I called her up although I must admit I didn’t really want to. She was pregnant the time, full of hormones and sometimes she gets very dramatic. She took my call but she sounded acid and flustered. She told me how it had all happened as my father had called her first. Our mother had been on a trip down town with her girlfriend earlier in the day and the accident happened as they were heading home. My mother was on a bicycle and her friend was on a moped. My mother, always in a hurry, had the bright idea of hanging on behind the moped would get her home a lot faster. As I understood it the front wheels of my mums bicycle got caught somehow in the back wheel of the moped. This resulted in my mums’ bicycle stopping suddenly, throwing her into the air so she landed hard on the asphalt. One of the last things I’d heard from my sister was that the doctors didn’t know whether they should move her to Glostrup hospital or let her stay at Herlev. When I arrived at Herlev hospital, it turned out later that it would have been too dangerous to move her, I saw my mother lying there with a neck collar, on a hospital bed. She had been given morphine and was very tired. She didn´t remember that much about the accident in the beginning though her memory, fortunately, did get better with time. After about 3 weeks, she was discharged but still in a wheelchair for another week as well as painkillers of course. Today, she is remarkably well, a broken neck usually results in death, but there are still some things from the accident that bother her. She can’t turn the head so much because of her neck injury, but being my mother there is no stopping her. Now when I call her I can become afraid if she doesn’t take her phone straightaway and also when she tells me that she’s going for a ride on her new good-quality bike. The experience has given me and my family a new perspective on life; it made me realizes that we are fragile and that life is short.
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